Gym rat

So this gym thing could really start to get addicting. Getting up at 5am? Not so much.

This morning Handsome’s phone starting doing this bleep bleep bleep thing, about 4:30am. It’s the sound it makes when he gets an email or he has a reminder. The first time I can understand. There are some people in his office that go to work insanely early and start, well, working. But then it happened again. And again. I don’t remember if I poked him to help him understand that he needed to do something about it very quickly or risk a black eye or if he just knew within himself that this needed to stop or his wife would bring him bodily harm.

By this time it was 4:45. And he forgot to turn off the light in the closet, which I pointed out. And I can’t remember, but I think I said something about how precious those 15 minutes were.

Finally it was 5am and I got out of bed. Reluctantly. I was starting to get dressed and I realised that my gym pants were still damp from the washing they got last night. I don’t put my clothes in the dryer. I don’t need any help in the shrinking department. I was SOOOOO close to using this an excuse to not go. After all, I didn’t have the right clothes to wear! But I knew that Handsome wouldn’t think it was a very good excuse. So I found another pair of suitable, although not perfect, pants. I got myself to the gym and got on the treadmill and started to walk.

There are a lot of people at the gym early in the morning during the week. And you know what? They RUN!! No joke, they’re actually running like they enjoy it. Some people are even running and talking at the same time, like it’s a social club. I can guarantee that if you ever go to the gym with me we will not be talking. I might grimace at you once in a while, but not much talking going on.

My reflections on going to the gym three days in a row: I’m sore, particularly my calves and trapezius muscle (that’s between the shoulder blades). The cardio kickboxing class I took yesterday morning with the other nutters was great in the sense that I know I exercised. And so did everyone else I saw for the next two hours because my face was beet red. Getting up early means I MUST go to bed early. This requires I drink NO caffeine after about 2 pm. Although I’m sore I know that this is going to be worth it. I haven’t lost any weight but I can tell that the exercise is doing good things for my body and that’s what I want.

While I was walking this morning, finally getting up to speed, I was reviewing the scripture that I’m wanting to memorise. I’ll finish by sharing the verses with you.

Isaiah 33:6 (NET) “He is your constant source of stability; He abudantly provides safety and great wisdome; he gives all this to those who fear Him.”

Zeph 3:17 “The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in your, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.”

Psalm 40:1-3 NLT “I waited patiently for the Lord to ehlp me and he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of them ud and the mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along. He has give me a new song to sing, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see what he has done and be astounded. They will put their trust in the Lord. ”

While I was reading these out loud I was very close to lifting my hands in praise. I guess people would have just thought I was stretching

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**For those of you that don’t know, my husband and I met on the internet. We’ve been married nine years. We have three kids. We have life insurance. I promise, it’s gonna stick.